Ball Poems - Poems about Ball

...If you feel you want to keep your eye on the ball. If you see the need to keep your eye on the ball, Remember this: Your chances are better, on the field of play, Your chances are better, if you......Read More

...With almost no delay or hesitation, My friend and I climbed high over the wall. Our burden was light, as we were armed Only with our gloves, a bat, and a ball. Landing back on ear......Read More

...He sits up; alert His head turns sideways, I swear with a grin He slowly performs an extended stretch A furrowed brow; my best friend It's a pattern of behaviors A Pavlovian routine I've come ......Read More

...These words leave my tongue as one million elephant feet pummeling. As an authentic voice that have tasted these bitters. These verses left without the intention of harming with open arms, bot......Read More

... I’d be honoured, given my life, so grand - My Obituary, drawn by my hand. Who strutted in my shoes around the earth? Exactly, I know best what my life’s worth! First of all, by n......Read More

...I have an incredible story to tell, About how a new-born baby fell. This story is true in every respect, However, it isn’t what you expect. In Africa’s Savanna grasslands, A mother giraf......Read More

...The happily ever after... He searched the kingdom for a fortnight 'til all saddle sore and weary, With his eyes bloodshot and bleary, The prince arrived at the last door. He found two sisters, ......Read More

...At the ball... At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending, But readers now are more demanding, And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot. Cinderella made an entrance like aurora boreal......Read More

...I Hear the bouncing of the balls-- Basketballs! What a sound of merriment they cause when each ball falls! How they echo, echo, echo, Inside the gymnasium walls, Arriving at a crescendo......Read More

...Once upon a time... Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella Wrote of a girl named Cinderella, Meant as a fairy tale romance. Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to sh......Read More

... I have a pet, a smart little dachshund Whenever I go out, he follows me always Watching him wag his tail is fun Mischievous he is, his antics amaze Raven black is his shining sk......Read More

...tiger lily was tired of being beautifully stagnant. Bored, she was tired of standing on this hill, facing the sun. Every year same oh, same oh. Her faerie godmother came by. What do you need? I n......Read More

...My Dog & Me. I have a poem about my dog named Skeeta, her name is unique, for she is unique. She always responds to Ski when called. She is a mix of Newfoundland and border collie. She has m......Read More

... KITTENISH I am knitting mitten My pretty Kitty kitten turning over on lichen,- s......Read More

... "In and of itself bad, Pain alone has Objective Value for all sentient beings, none Rationally desiring its genitals slowly sliced off -- especially sans a morphine drip." -- one Truth b......Read More